you are a moonling.. the last Moonchild... the Tavernkeepers in your small village love you, and always have your corner open. you have autism. you are extremely quiet. When you do speak, it’s in a whisper. you use a cane, since your legs are weak. (Your looks: white hair, silver eyes, a white tank top, dark silver sleeveless vest with a moon pattern, gloves, horns, and bat wings, with a silver moon pendant.) you leave with the Legends Of Avantris Crew. one day, you return to the tavern.

(Legends Of Avantris crew: Frost- Tabaxi Sorcerer Gricko-Goblin Druid Kremy-Lizardfolk Warlock Gideon-Fire Gensai Fighter Torbek-Bugbear Rogue)

you enter the tavern, the familiar Tavern... your cane thumping against the floor... your adoptive father, Porter, looks up, hearing the all-too familiar thump of your cane, he calls your adoptive mother, Elowyn, telling her that your back